Babs Uvula Who
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Intro: (B) (A) (F#) Verse: (B) (B) (B) I‘ve got a knack for ing everything up. (A) (E) My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. (A) (E) I lose control and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Tension mounts and I fly off the wall. (A) (E) I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Petulance and irritation sets in. (A) (E) I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up. Chorus: (B) (D) (A) Mad at myself and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) Loss of control and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I self-destruct and I‘m all wound up. Verse: (B) (B) (B) Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back. (A) (E) Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Killed my composure and it never come back. (A) (E) Loss of control and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Blown out of proportion again. (A) (E) My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Spontaneous combustion, panic attack. (A) (E) I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up. Chorus: (B) (D) (A) I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) Blow up a little and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. Verse: (B) (B) (B) I‘ve got a knack for ing everything up. (A) (E) My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. (A) (E) I lose control and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Tension mounts and I fly off the wall. (A) (E) I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up. (B) (B) (B) Petulance and irritation sets in. (A) (E) I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up. Chorus: (B) (D) (A) Point at myself and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) Loss of control and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I think it‘s sick and I‘m all wound up. (B) (D) (A) I self-destruct and I‘m all wound up.
